Yes, I have just spent the last three hours brooding about college.
*extensive brooding*
I sent a facebook message to some girl who got into ND and got a Glynn honors letter as well. I hope she responds. I have to write another essay now, but I don't mind at all.
Hmm, well according to facebook, a lot of people I don't like are going to UF. YAY!
I mean, there are some people I do like going as well.
UM honor band was awesome, especially since I was dreading it and it turned out to be good. Actually, with my clavicle and everything else, I had pretty much forgotten about it until the day before.
I realized there certain people who used to be my friends that I have absolutely no idea where I stand with them. Their actions completely confuse me, and I can't tell whether they hate me or are scared of me or what. There's about three of them that genuinely confuse me. I really don't care though, but it does make me sort of sad that I don't. Not caring as in if they do think I'm crazy, I don't mind, but it would be nice if they'd give me an update on things and even nicer if they'd be friendly and not jump every time I smile at them (well that's only one person in particular). If I thought any of these people cared at all, I would probably address the matter, but I am assuming they don't. Obladi.
I sent a facebook message to some girl who got into ND and got a Glynn honors letter as well. I hope she responds. I have to write another essay now, but I don't mind at all.
Hmm, well according to facebook, a lot of people I don't like are going to UF. YAY!
I mean, there are some people I do like going as well.
UM honor band was awesome, especially since I was dreading it and it turned out to be good. Actually, with my clavicle and everything else, I had pretty much forgotten about it until the day before.
I realized there certain people who used to be my friends that I have absolutely no idea where I stand with them. Their actions completely confuse me, and I can't tell whether they hate me or are scared of me or what. There's about three of them that genuinely confuse me. I really don't care though, but it does make me sort of sad that I don't. Not caring as in if they do think I'm crazy, I don't mind, but it would be nice if they'd give me an update on things and even nicer if they'd be friendly and not jump every time I smile at them (well that's only one person in particular). If I thought any of these people cared at all, I would probably address the matter, but I am assuming they don't. Obladi.